Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 957

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"Captain, how is the situation outside?"

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Upon returning to the room.

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Li Yang couldn't wait to ask. Although he heard some movements outside, the information he could get was limited after all.

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"Special ghosts began to appear outside the old house. I went out and closed the door, and that's it." Yang Jian said very briefly.

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"Someone died just now?"

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On the side, Yang Xiaohua raised her head slightly, her bloodshot eyes with a bit of anxiety.

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Yang Jian glanced at him and said, "I killed an uneasy ghost rider. These people want to unite and let me use the coffin nails to weaken my strength. No one wants me to hold such a ghost in my hand. thing."

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"Indeed, the information about the coffin nail was leaked last time, and many people knew about it. If it hadn't killed a group of people last time, it is estimated that some ghost riders would have come to Dachang City to make an idea." Li Yang said.

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In the spiritual circle, everyone knows that Yang Jian has a coffin nail that can nail a Specter.

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No matter who it is, as long as he gets the coffin nails, he has the capital to compete with any Specter.

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If it wasn't for this thing in Yang Jian's hands, no one would dare to make up his mind, otherwise trouble would have arisen long ago.

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"There shouldn't be anything particularly dangerous happening today, but I have a hunch that as the number of days we stay here increases, the ancient house will become more and more dangerous." Yang Jian said.

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"Take a good rest, keep your mind and body strong, I guess you won't have the chance to sleep in the next few days."

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After he finished speaking, he found a place and closed his eyes.

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Yang Jian didn't sleep, he was still alert to the movement outside the door, listening to every move around him.

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soon.

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The other people in the lobby dispersed, hiding in various places of the ancient house.

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Everything was calm again.

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There was no more slamming on the door outside the ancient house. It seemed that everything was better after the door was closed.

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However, as time passed by little by little.

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It was about three in the morning.

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There was only some movement outside the ancient house. It was the sound of the wind blowing at night and the rustling of the woods shaking.

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The wind is getting stronger.

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There are various sounds of wind blowing through the cracks of the building everywhere in the ancient house. This sound is very strange, like someone is crying, and it is everywhere. It is impossible to tell where the sound is coming from.

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The whimpering wind turned into a strange cry without knowing it.

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This kind of change is gradual, so that people have no reaction at the beginning, and unconsciously have accepted this incomprehensible change.

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"The whole ancient house is crying?"

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Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes at this moment. He can now be sure that it is windy outside, but inside the ancient house is crying. This kind of sound is a bit like Tong Qian's grimacing face, but it is just a cry inside the ancient house. Many times, not just one cry, but the cry of several, or even a dozen people mixed together.

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"It's just like crying..."

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do not know why.

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This situation reminded Yang Jian of the scene of a funeral.

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On the first day after death, the family members of the deceased need to mourn to express their grief.

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Right now, not long after the old man's body in the ancient house died, this strange cry appeared on the first night. Isn't this exactly the same as mourning?

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"Seven days...the first seven days. The first day the body was not buried. The door was slammed at night, and there was mourning."

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Yang Jian sat still, his eyes flickering slightly, and he connected these information together in his mind, trying to figure out what happened.

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He now believes that what happened in the ancient house is related.

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It's running according to some kind of arrangement that has already been arranged, not the kind that can't be found. If you can judge the next changes in the ancient house in advance, you may be able to reduce a lot of danger.

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"If these are all carried out according to the steps of the funeral, the most important thing on the first day is the burial, and the old man's body is moved into the coffin. If nothing is done, there is no body in the coffin, and the burial is not completed. , then who will the whole ancient house mourning for?"

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Thinking of this, Yang Jian was inexplicably startled, and a strong sense of crisis surged up.

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Because the old man's body is still left in the lobby, no one dares to approach. If it continues like this, the burial will definitely fail today, and everyone will have to bear the consequences of the failure.

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Look at the time again.

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It was nearly four in the morning.

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At first, the strange sound in the ancient house was just a whimper of wind, but after it turned into a cry, it lasted for a while, and at this moment there was a new change.

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The cries are changing places...

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A familiar and strange cry itself was located in the front yard of the ancient house. After Yang Jian locked the voice, he found that the voice was moving and moved to the position of the patio.

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There was another voice that was originally on the roof, but now it seems to have fallen from the roof, crying in the middle of the lobby.

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The sound was very close, very close, as if it was next door.

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Even, to the horror of the room, a cry moved to the door of the room.

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It seemed that there was really a person standing outside the door crying.

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But when you listened carefully, you found that the cry was like a murmur of cold wind blowing through, and everything seemed less scary.

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Fortunately.

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This kind of cry is not fatal, not Tong Qian's grimace cry, so the people in the room are safe for the time being.

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But it was so "lively" outside the room. Under such circumstances, no one could be drowsy. Everyone's eyes widened and they stared at the outside with a bit of trepidation.

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Although they were separated by the door and the wall, they couldn't see what was going on outside.

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But the cry so close at hand makes people have to be vigilant.

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"Judging from the supernatural phenomenon, there are signs of getting out of control. My previous inference may be correct, and the burial must be completed."

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After Yang Jian realized this, he made up his mind.

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He stood up again.

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The others looked at him again with a slightly surprised expression.

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"It will be very dangerous to go out at this time." Eagle said in a deep voice, "There are all those weird cries outside. I suggest you wait until the cries subside."

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Yang Jian didn't answer him, just glanced at Li Yang.

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Still the old rules.

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When he is away, Li Yang is in charge of guarding the gate, ensuring that there is a safe place to hide in the ancient mansion, and that there is a possibility of retreating at any time.

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Li Yang didn't say a word, just nodded.

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Yang Jian immediately pushed the door and walked out.

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As soon as he opened the door, the crying outside stopped abruptly, and it suddenly turned into scattered wind echoes. There was no Specter or anything else outside. It seemed that the crying in the ancient house was too stressful. The auditory hallucinations made people feel suspicious, but it was actually just the most common wind noise.

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Yang Jian quickly came to the lobby.

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The crying in the lobby also disappeared, as if the appearance of Yang Jian disturbed the nearby crying, and everything returned to normal.

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But it was only the cries around Yang Jian that had changed. In other corners, the cries still echoed in the depths of the ancient house.

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"The body is still there."

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Yang Jian stared at the old man's corpse on the black Grand Master's chair, but his heart was not so nervous. What he was most worried about just now was the mysterious disappearance of the corpse.

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Immediately walked over.

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He came to the side of the corpse.

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The thin, cold corpse of the old man sat upright on the chair with his eyes closed, extremely stiff, and the wrinkled skin was covered with corpse spots, and the number was larger than before.

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The corpse seemed to be rotting.

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Yang Jian wanted to use the coffin nails, so he would nail the corpse first, but he gave up after thinking about it.

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This corpse may be the key to maintaining the balance of this ancient house.

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If the coffin nails the corpse, then once the corpse loses all supernatural powers, the balance in the ancient house may be broken.

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In the face of supernatural events, as long as the situation doesn't worsen, don't do extra actions.

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Yang Jian has done self-defeating things before, and has experience in this area.

So he didn't even use the ghost hand now, he just stretched out his hand and grabbed the arm of the corpse, trying to lift it up.

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With Yang Jian's current strength, let alone a corpse, he can easily lift even ten corpses.

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However, the old man's body was sitting on the chair motionless, and it was a little abnormal.

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"It's not because of lack of strength, but because the corpse itself is abnormal." Yang Jian didn't use brute force anymore, he knew that simply relying on strength was useless.

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He had no choice but to use ghosts.

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The tall black shadow stood up from behind Yang Jian, and there was a face like blood smeared on the head of the black figure. The face was the same as Yang Jian's appearance, as if it was rubbed. .

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The ghost figure touched the old man's body at this moment.

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At this moment the old man moved.

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Supported by the ghost, the arm of the corpse was slowly raised.

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"The complete ghost image is still very useful." Yang Jian had a very strange feeling at the moment.

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It felt like I had changed my body.

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Just the contact made Yang Jian have the urge to abandon his original body and invade this old man's corpse.

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This is where the characteristics of ghosts emerge.

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Compared with Yang Jian's body, the corpse of this strange old man is more in line with the needs of ghosts.

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Because the ghost's instinct is to keep changing the body like a puzzle, until a Li ghost's body is pieced together, so the closer to the ghost's body, the more suitable it is for ghosts.

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At this moment, when Yang Jian has ghost eyes and ghost hands puzzles on his body, he can't make Ghost Shadow feel safe. Instead, he thinks the old man's body is better.

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This can only prove one point.

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The old man's corpse was more terrifying than he imagined.

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"Hurry up and don't let the ghost shadow touch this corpse for too long, otherwise I will be affected by the ghost's instinct." Although Yang Jian's consciousness occupies an absolute dominant position at this moment, he also inherited the characteristics of ghosts.

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This is like human desire, which cannot be erased.

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At the right time, at the right opportunity, this instinct will emerge, and the safest way is to stay sane and not obey this ghostly trait.

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The old man's body moved like a marionette.

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Yang Jian took the corpse to the back hall.

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There were still cries echoing in the back hall, but with his arrival, the cries dissipated and turned into whining wind.

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The previous red coffin was still placed there and was not moved.

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The incense sticks in front of the coffin were still burning slowly.

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A few hours later, the incense sticks showed no signs of shortening, and still exuded a faint fragrance.

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This fragrance covered part of the corpse odor, making the eerie atmosphere here less intense.

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Yang Jian walked over and pushed away the red coffin.

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everything is normal.

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The red coffin was not difficult to open, and it was empty inside.

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Yang Jian didn't waste any time, and quickly settled the old man's body inside.

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When the corpse was placed in the coffin and lay flat, something unexpected happened.

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The wind was howling outside, and it seemed that the wind direction had changed, and the strange cries echoing in the ancient house also stopped abruptly at this moment.

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Although there is still a whining sound, it has not evolved into a cry.

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The supernatural phenomenon of mourning and mourning has been curbed, and peace has returned to the ancient house.

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"The guess is correct. The seven days in the ancient house correspond to the seven days of the funeral. The first day is the funeral. As long as the funeral is successful, the supernatural phenomenon of mourning will be curbed, but this containment should not be permanent. In three days, the real mourning will come."

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"But everything must be done in order. Once the order is disrupted, the consequences may be unimaginable."

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"So, the way to live in the ancient house for seven days is to follow the rules in the ancient house. As for the rules...you have to guess."

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Yang Jian's eyes moved. He looked at the old corpse lying in the coffin. For some reason, he felt that the expression of the corpse was no longer so stiff at the moment, but instead had an illusion of serenity.

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"I hope everything goes well."

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He closed the coffin lid and waited for another half an hour.

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After confirming that there is no other abnormal situation, he left.

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Yang Jian returned to the lobby and encountered two strange ghost riders peeping at the hallway. He seemed to be curious as to why the crying suddenly stopped.

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"I put the body in the coffin at the back, don't move it."

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He reminded, and then left.

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"It turns out that..."

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Those two people are not stupid, they immediately realized that the improvement of the strange phenomenon just now was because of Yang Jian.

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Putting the corpse in the coffin stopped the crying in the ancient house?

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Why didn't you think of such a simple thing.

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"It's alright, let's go back too." The two ghost riders sighed in relief and returned to their rooms.

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"If the first day is the funeral, what's next?" Yang Jian was thinking about the next step again.

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There are many memories of the funeral in his mind.

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However, the funeral arrangements in my memory are all different, and there are many subtle differences.

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In some memories, the funerals lasted for three days. On the first day, people died, on the second day they mourned, and on the third day they went to the grave.

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Not seven days at all.

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"So, the funeral of the ancient house has to follow the seven-day standard... It will continue until the first seven days of revival. If you guess the wrong steps during this period, the ancient house will be out of control, and danger and terror will become come."

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Yang Jian thought so.

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But soon.

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He stopped before returning to the room.

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A black Taishi chair was placed in the middle of the dim aisle, and he could see it clearly when he illuminated it with a flashlight.

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"This chair has moved. Although it was placed in the middle of the aisle before, it is not so close." Yang Jian's face sank.

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There is no end to this aisle, there are rooms on both sides, and the seat where the chairs were before is definitely very deep.

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"It's definitely not someone who moved it on purpose. Although other people are jealous of me, their minds are still clear and they know what can be touched and what can't be touched, so this chair was not moved by someone... but by a ghost. moved."

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He took a deep look at the dark, endless depths of the corridor.

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Inside, something seems to want to come out.

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The black Taishi chair is like a roadblock, blocking all this.

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But just a while ago, the chair that was the barricade was pushed, and it advanced to such a close position in one breath.

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If the danger zone is divided.

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As long as the room is no more than the position of the chair, it should be safe. Once you cross this line~www.readwn.com~ I am afraid that the room will not be able to stay.

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"These seven days, it really wasn't that easy to get through. This ancient house is like a thatched hut with holes everywhere. It's useless to patch it up, and it will soon be invaded by ghosts." Yang Jian speculated in his heart.

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Four days.

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Do not.

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Up to two days, three days.

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At that time, the position of the chair will cross the first room and drive everyone into the lobby. It is impossible for everyone to hide in the room safely and survive the first seven here.

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"I don't know if it's useful to have an extra chair."

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Yang Jian thought that there were two black chairs in the lobby.

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There are two corridors, one on the left and one on the right. Barricades can be set up to slow down the speed of the Specter's encroachment on the ancient house, so that everyone can stay in the room for a few more days.

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But he felt that the two chairs in the lobby had other uses.

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If you move around, maybe there will be problems with the subsequent layout.

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The method of demolishing the east wall to make up the west wall is not advisable.

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Maybe if this hole is blocked, a bigger hole will emerge.

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Today's update, I need to think more about this plot......

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(End of this chapter)

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